Luyện nghe bài hát No One's Iller Than Me

Artist: f/ Swift, Bizarre & Fuzz

Yeah...ha ha ha (BANG!), Yeah, Bizarre Kid at you
and Fuzz, and Mr. Swifty, ha ha

No one's iller me (wha?)
No one, no one is than me
No one is iller me
It's Mr. Swifty the 313...

I make wanna turn into singers
I keep hoes they fingers
this competition and face this meanin'
Got your crew doing subpeonas
Hell nah you ain't a crew genius
Murder between us, pack your heaters
it close, you can't beat us
While your whole crew treat us like G's, you believe this
I done made quadrapalegics outta non-rappin rejects
While the whole world ejects your tape, it ain't no
That your shit fake, you can't stop it my mind state
Makes it too late for cops in tryin' to the crime rate
I'm like Two-Face, I'm painful to rappers you can tell
From these shells, how I gotta 'em like route canals
I erase all trails, somethin' farther from gettin'
you wanna kill an emcee yourself, you might as well
Be within a 25 to life sentence, on linkin'
Horrified, and keep on frontin', repentin' and lose bowels
is foul when Swift's around, vacate now
Niggas enough to try to front and escape, how?
I'm gonna take this 'gnac and it straight wild
Niggas steady fallin' in my face like crates, BLAAAOW!

It's Swifty the 313
Like I no one is iller than me, unnhh!

Me and Eminem and
Drivin' down Van
Get my dick sucked late at by a fuckin' transvestite
Still on probation for my boy Jason
Should be takin' my medication, 9 to 10 I'm facin'
week this old man I had to blast
'cause he tried to me out when my car was out of gas
this old lady, hung her neck by a hook
Didn't realize it was my grandmother 'til I her pocketbook
Fuckin' with the white got me back on crack
Better explain where the hell TVs and VCRs is at
I done lost 100 pounds, I been eatin' like I should
This wounded dog in the street is lookin' good!
Rob this boy in his fuckin' paper route
Throwin' bottles at day care centers and "EVERYBODY GET OUT"!
My girl beat my ass and shot me in the back with a
she found out I was havin' an affair with her 10-year old niece

No one, no iller than me
It's Kid straight from the 313
No one, no one is iller me
It's Kid straight from the 313

Nobody test me, 'cause I don't wanna get messy
when I step inside this bitch, dick freshly
New Lugz, give the crew hugs, guzzle two
Before I do drugs that make me throw up like flu
thugs, rugged unshaven messy scrubs
Whippin' 40-bottles like the fuckin' Pepsi
a fifth, crack open a six
I'm on my 8-ball, now I gotta take a piss
I'm hollerin' at these hoes got boyfriends
Who gives a fuck who was
I'm always takin' someone else's girl like Cool J
They probably don't be packin' anyways, do they
We walked up, stomped they and blew they buzz
get sandblasted
Stab your abdomen with a hand crafted and spill your antacid
Sprayed motherfuckin' crib up when I ran past it
Fuckin' felon, to hell in a handbasket
shit will get you, your girl and your man blasted
Kidnapped and slapped in a van in Saran plastic
Get your ass kicked, by these fantastic
Furious motherfuckers
Flashin' in front of your face without the Masters

Slim Shady, ain't nobody iller me

I run shit an ass with legs
lead to leave your cabbage red
Similar to your ass in a casket
Drastic spread of acid
to abort you like a bastard egg
That trash you said got you standin' on legs
Ask the feds from past the
the most classic threads
Flashin' bread, down the window
Bitch you got some fantastic legs, you can get that ass get red
You can get that ass get red
Bizarre you get him and him, you get him and him
I'll get him and him, leave the two for my nigga Eminem
writer's block, I block writers
My block's tighter, ante up and get your top
Got fired for the counter with a mop stick
Some bitch ran up GET THE COPS QUICK!
And got drop kicked, now she "Stop it..."
Got clips to stop shit, shit and grab this hot shit
Wherever you shop bitch, Scooter '97 crop pick
a-ya'll niggaz lookin' at me like I got tits
I shoot a rocket through optic
You niggaz still don't the top pick?
I got bricks, lose my in your ass
And have you shittin' bitch!
We rock shit, leave your knot split
Grab the green from Al by showin' him hot
(No one...)

nobody iller than me

It's the Mr. Fuzzy the 313
No one, no one is than me
It's Eminem and from the 313
No one, no one is than me
It's and Buzz-arre from the 313

You have now 4 ill emcees!
From the of potholes and trash
lyrically blast...